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Between Me and God
The reason I guess I thought I was an open book is because every part of me or every secret I try to keep is something that someone knows, but there’s only 1 who sees me entirely. There’s a lot of things between me and God, those things being the things I keep for myself. There’s a double meaning here somewhere if you think hard enough. They stay between me and God so they don’t come between me and you, but it can’t stay this way forever. New place, same people, Same churches, same steeples. Same stupid lies convincing me you’re not evil. New year new me, but the old me disagrees. Because to get your degree you have to shift a few degrees and look from a new angle, But I could never find the right one. You can leave where you came from but where you came from doesn’t leave unless you tell it to- Unless you’re me, apparently. Because I tell it to but my tongue trips over deleted screenshots and people that I’ll remember longer than I’ve known, so it’s more of a suggestion. New place, same problems. Same people that can’t solve them, only I can. But only God knows if this time will be different.
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